5 comments/ 45345 views/ 11 favorites New Girl In Town By: EmeraldKitten I'd seen her around town while I sat at the desk at work, waiting on something to do. She was gorgeous. I wish I knew her name. I wished she'd come in and let me do her hair. Yeah, fat chance. Well, as it was, fat chances must have been in season. **************************** I pulled into the parking lot of the grocery store, and sighed as I parked. It had been a long day, and I was just ready to go home. I wasn't in the mood to go to the store, get something to fix for dinner, then go home and actually cook. As I walked through the door, I thought once again that I should have just ordered a pizza. I wandered aimlessly through the aisles... nothing sounded good, nothing looked good... Hell, I was just about to decide I wasn't going to eat. "Oh! I'm so sorry! I completely cut you off.. Excuse me." Snapped out of my reverie, I looked up.. into the face of that woman. I felt my eyebrows lift in surprise, and my mouth opened, but no words came out. Finally I found my brain. "Oh, no, that's okay. I wasn't paying attention. Too many choices around this place." I smiled, and she chuckled. "Yeah, I know what you mean." She smiled then. Her lips curved over beautiful teeth, and I stared. I know I did. Not sure what to say, or to do, I stood there for a second, like a total idiot. She stepped forward and extended her hand. "I'm Andrea. I just moved into town. It's nice to see a friendly face." "Hi Andrea, I'm Bree. It's nice to meet someone new!" I reached and clasped her hand. It was warm and soft, and welcoming. My gaze flickered down to our hands, and I could have sworn she brushed her fingers across my wrist for no good reason before she let go. We stood and chatted, and ended up wandering around the store for almost a half hour, just talking. I glanced at my watch, and neither of us could believe that it had been that long. Andrea spoke, "Well, we both need to eat, and there's no sense in going home alone, and cooking two separate meals. Why don't you can come over to my apartment. We can have dinner and chit chat, and you can fill me in on all the gossip of the town. I'll be 'in the know'." We laughed, and I readily agreed. There was just something about her... .. ***************************** A few days later, I woke up as my alarm clock screeched in an evil way right in my ear. How unpleasant. It shouldn't have even been set. I turned it off and rolled back over, hoping I'd fall asleep. I did, for about two minutes. My cell phone rang. I sighed, reaching for it. "Hello?" I asked huskily into the receiver, stifling a yawn. "Bree?" "Yeah?" I think I might have sounded a little impatient. "I know it's early, but my car won't start. I hate to ask, but is there any way you could take me to work?" "Oh, Andrea, I didn't recognize your voice. Of course. Give me about 10 minutes." I yawned and stood up, heading for the bathroom. "You're such a sweetie, thank you so much! I owe you one. I'll see ya in a few." We exchanged good byes, and I threw on clothes and headed out the door. "Bree, you have no idea how much this means to me!" Andrea said, right as she opened the car door. "Don't worry about it. Just remember, you owe me one." I said, laughing. "I do. A big one. A Huge one." She exaggerated, using her eyes and hands to express how 'huge' of a favor she owed me. We shared companionable silence and comfortable conversation on the drive to her work. It was nice. I hadn't felt that easy with someone for a long time. I pulled into the parking lot of her work, and had to park a ways down the street. Must be busy all around town. I turned my head to speak to her, and before I could get any words out, she pressed a quick kiss to my lips, said thank you again, and hopped out of the car. I sat there blown away for a good five minutes. Was that a 'thanks a lot' kiss? Or, a 'you're a sweetie' kiss? Or something more?? I shook my head to clear it, and pulled away from the curb. How odd. Of course I was attracted to her. I wanted the woman. But I wasn't sure about her. Was that truth, or was that a mixed signal? I sighed. Damn, nothing could be cut and dry and easy, could it? ******************************** I went home and cleaned the house from top to bottom. I took a shower and got ready, then went to the store and stocked the kitchen. I'd called Andrea at work, and figured out what time I needed to pick her up, and decided she was coming to my house for dinner. I made meatballs and put them in the oven, then got the sauce and past ready to put on when it was time. I went to freshen up... reapplying my make up, changing clothes, fluffing my hair. I did one more 'once over' on myself in the mirror, and decided that I was as attractive as I could be, and headed off to pick her up. All the way there, I wondered about my intentions.. and about hers. I was totally confused. But I'd soon figure it out. She got in the car, and we started our normal conversation, that had been so easy and flowing since we met just a few days before. Then it hit me. It had only been four days since I actually met her. Though I'd watched her comings and goings for a couple weeks longer than that. It wasn't like me at all to move so quick, to want something so bad, so quick. I wondered how she was going to feel about all that. "Oh, you're house is so cute!" She exclaimed as we pulled into the driveway. "Thanks.. I need to get out here and weed the flower beds... It's just that I have no motivation." I laughed through the sentence. "I'll come help you one day. I love gardening." Her eyes took in all the 'landscaping'. I could see the wheels turning in her head. I let us in through the front door, and gave her the twenty-five cent tour. She had to use the restroom, so I excused myself to go turn on the sauce and set the noodles to boil. She came down and helped out, getting the meatballs out of the oven and into a serving dish, setting the table, and she poured us some wine. I watched her from the corner of my eye. She looked at home. How cute. It was finally finished, so we sat and ate, talking about our days and other mundane topics. In no hurry to do anything other than enjoy each other. The wine kept flowing, and finally I realized I was supposed to be driving her home. I wasn't about to get behind the wheel, and she was in no condition either. "Andrea, I do believe we're too intoxicated to get you home." I said with a smile. "I think you're right. I didn't realize we'd drinked... drunk... drank that much!" "Obviously!" We burst into fits of laughter. I had tears streaming down my face, and she was about to turn purple. Which made me laugh harder.. oh, it was so nice. "C'mon, let's go sit on the couch. Watch TV or something." Andrea stood, grabbing my hand to pull me up, and we headed for the living room. I plopped down on one end, leaning against the armrest. She landed right next to me. I was a little surprised, but highly pleased. Andrea leaned up and grabbed the remote, and when she leaned back, I lift my arm and laid it along the back of the couch, and once she realized it, she leaned into me, curving herself into my side. The butterflies started in the pit of my stomach. She seemed unaffected, so I didn't move. I sat there, tortured, while she flipped through channels, stopping on one show or another, trying to decide which we were going to watch. She gave up, leaving it on a sit-com, and she nuzzled closer to my side, her hand abandoning the remote to rest on my thigh. There was those damn butterflies again. She wasn't doing anything untoward either... so I chalked it up to being overly attracted to her. I was almost lost in the show, when I felt her thumb moving against my leg. A jolt went through me as I caught on. We'd left the light off, so all I could see was part of the side of her face, and I could only watch her hand. I shifted in my seat, trying not to disturb her. Apparently she thought she was disturbing me, because she moved closer, and her hand higher. My breathing got a little uneven, and I could feel each breath I took into my tummy. After a minute or so of that, my legs were a little too close together, and my jeans were pulled up just a little too high for comfort. Every breath I took it seemed, pulled the seam a little tighter into my pussy. I sat and acted like nothing was going on.. I closed my eyes.. I counted to ten... nothing helped. I glanced at what I could see of her face, and saw the smile lurking there on her mouth. The tease. Her hand moved a little higher, onto my hip, then my stomach, and her fingers slipped deftly beneath the hem of my shirt. I closed my eyes as her cool fingers worked gentle circles on my skin moving upward all the while. At long last, they brushed across my nipple. It was already hard, but at her touch I felt it pucker and press up into her hand. She cupped my breast, sliding her hand to the side, and letting her thumb drift lazily across the nipple. I shuddered, and a small, almost silent moan escaped my lips. She turned her head then, and looked up at me. I bit my bottom lip, and stared into her beautiful blue eyes, and she scooted up slightly, and spoke in a whisper. "Do you want to do this?" All I could do was nod. My teeth released my lip, and she smirked as she leaned up to kiss me. It was a gentle, searching kiss. Her lips moved over mine, exploring, tasting... I got a chill, and as her tongue slipped past the entrance of my mouth, her forefinger curled around to meet her thumb, with my nipple pinched between. I moaned into her mouth, and my back arched slightly, pressing my breast into her palm. She leaned back then, setting herself away from me. I whimpered at the loss, startling a devilish grin from her. She had removed her hand from under my shirt, and she placed it on my knee, using it to push herself off the couch. "Lie back Bree." She said, urging me to lay down. I repositioned myself, so that I was flat on my back on the couch. Speechless. All I could do was watch her. She lifted my legs, so that my feet were planted on the couch, and my knees were in the air. Sitting down, she slid her hands from the backs of my knees, up the backs of my thighs, then back down, she tortured me for what seemed like hours. Finally, she moved them around, until she was caressing the insides of my legs. My heart was slamming against my ribcage, and breathing had become rather difficult. Andrea mumbled something about my pants covering way too much. But as she was speaking, her hand slid up, and laid flat, covering my pussy through my pants and panties. I didn't hear a word she had to say. My hips had jerked up towards her hand slightly, and it made her smile. All it did to me was torment me further. Her hand continued to slide upward, and she unbuttoned my shirt as she went, and pushed it to either side of me. Her fingers quickly undid the front clasp of my bra, and she pushed that aside as well. With my chest heaving, and my stomach trembling, she looked me over. She got up on her knees in between my legs, sitting back. I looked up into her eyes, wondering what she had in mind... I just wished she'd do it, before I died. Andrea then spoke softly. "As I said... you've got entirely too many clothes on." Her hands found their way to the waistband of my khakis, and she undid the button, then the zipper. Grasping the waist of them, she tugged them down, and I lifted my hips so she could get them off. Once she'd throw the offensive garment to the floor, she trailed her fingertips back up my legs, but she didn't pause this time. She went right for the apex of my legs. She teased my warm wetness through the panties, and again commented on how overdressed I was... I didn't have it in me to point out she was still fully clothed. Just as the though went through my mind, her fingers slipped under my panties, causing me to gasp as they brushed against my most sensitive area. I'd barely gotten my breath caught before one finger slid between my lips, exploring. I bit my bottom lip, moaning in my throat.. she wasn't hardly doing anything, but I thought I was going to explode. She added another finger into the explorations, and as she slid them slowly inside of me, she brought her other hand up, allowing her thumb to brush lightly across my clit. I wriggled, my hips pushing into her hand. Andrea's eyes caught mine, and I couldn't look away... I was getting lost in them as her fingers delved deeper, and her thumb pressed harder. "Are you enjoying this?" I hissed between my teeth. "Mmmmm almost as much as you are." She said, smirking. At the same time, she leaned down, moved her hand, and nipped at my clit through my panties. My hips bucked, my back arched, and I bit my lip, stifling a scream of pleasure. She moved to the side, and I felt her tongue drift lazily along the side seam of my panties. I was quivering. Andrea mumbled something about my 'damn panties', and proceeded to remove them. She pushed against one leg, so that it laid against the back of the couch, and move my other leg, so that my foot was on the floor, effectively splaying me out before her. My god, I'd never felt so exposed in my life. As her eyes took in the sight before her, I watched her face. After a brief moment, she looked up at me with a wicked grin, and dipped her head, making a clean sweep with her tongue, along the entire length of my slit. I jerked and moaned, reaching above me to grasp the arm of the couch, my fingers digging into the upholstery. Her tongue slid against my clit, making circles around it, then she'd pause, and bring her tongue into her mouth, tasting the very essence of me, moaning each time she repeated the process. As did I. Very gently, she slid a finger inside me, wriggling it slowly, feeling all of me that she could.. And I knew I was going to die. The exquisite torture was going to kill me. Before I could register what was happening, she added another finger, pressing inside me, deeply, completely, stretching me to accommodate her, as her lips sealed around my clit, sucking in earnest. I gasped, whimpered, and as she withdrew her fingers, and plunged them deep inside again, my hips bucked, taking her deeper, and while her tongue brushed across the top of my clit, I came. Like I've never came before. The waves of my orgasm continued to wash over me, as she continued to suck, fondle, and fuck me with her gorgeous fingers. After a moment, she slowed her movements... then stopped all together... And I slowly came back down to Earth. I couldn't speak.. Could barely breath, and I lay there, gasping for breath, trying to control my emotions, as she moved up my body, and laid between my legs. She gave me a quick kiss, as if to seal a bargain, and nuzzled her face into my neck. Finally, catching my breath enough to get a word out, I murmured, "You, my dear, are going to pay for that." "How promising." Andrea said with a gentle smile. New Girl In Town El looked in the mirror for the last time. She had to admit, she did look pretty good. That was what gave her the courage to actually go to the party. She was wearing a brand new pair of black skinny jeans that for once fit her perfectly. She was also wearing a teal shirt that showcased her large breast without looking slutty. El was surprised to see that her dark brown curls were actually cooperating for once making her pale skin glow. The only reason she was going to this party was to meet some more people. She had just moved to this small town a few weeks ago and she had only really met about five people at her new school, so she had to take Brad's offer. She finally decided that she was ready after putting on a little bit of makeup. Thankfully Brad gave her directions even though she told him she wasn't coming. It was easy enough to get there, but once she did she immediately felt overwhelmed. Brad's house was huge and when she walked in it was filled with people. El was about to turn around and leave knowing she couldn't do this, she was never one for parties, but Brad suddenly showed up. "Hey, you made it! I knew you couldn't resist." "I only came because I didn't have anything else to do," she lied. "Well, I'll show you around and introduce you to some people." "As long as it's not everyone, I don't think I would remember them." Brad laughed at that and El was suddenly grateful for his presence even though she thought he was a jerk. El spent the next hour or so being towed around by Brad and meeting people. She was never good at names, but she thought she'd at least recognize them later by their faces. She told herself she wasn't going to drink at all, but she couldn't refuse Brad's offers all night so she drank a little. She made it look like she was drinking more than she was so that she didn't look like a complete dork, but she started feeling a little tipsy after a while since she was a lightweight. "Hey, Brad, I don't think I can meet anyone else," El told him. "I don't know if I'll remember most of the people you already introduced me to." "That's alright," he told her. "Hey, El, you like flowers don't you?" "Yeah," she responded, slightly confused. "Do you want me to show you my mom's garden? It's pretty extensive." He seemed sincere enough, so she agreed which she probably wouldn't have done if she was completely sober. Brad led her through his house and out into his giant backyard that had the most beautiful garden she had ever seen. There were so many flowers there that she had never seen before. While she gazed in awe at its magnificence, he continued to lead her down one of the paths to the heart of the garden where there stood an arched trellis covered in giant blooms of some creeping plant she couldn't name. Under the trellis was a beautifully crafted wrought iron bench that they sat down on. Just as El was thinking the night couldn't get any better, Brad turned her face towards him and kissed her. Somewhere in the back of her head she realized that she wouldn't have allowed this to happen had she been sober, but, being fairly tipsy, all she cared about was that he was pretty attractive. She had kissed her fair share of guys in the past, but none of them were as experienced as Brad, confirming that he was a player. At first, the kiss seemed very sweet and gentle, but as soon as her shock wore off and she started to respond, his lips became more aggressive, forcing his tongue down her throat. Before she knew what was happening he had reached up her shirt and unhooked her bra, cupping her breast in his hand. This sobered her up completely and she started to push him away, but he wouldn't let go. "Stop!" She yelled. "You know you want it. Just give in to the pleasure." He started lowering his disgusting mouth to her breast. "No, I don't. That's why I'm telling you to stop!" But he didn't respond, he simply started to unbutton her pants, holding both her wrists in one of his large hands to stop her wild punches. "Help!" She shouted, hoping someone might hear her and see what was going on. "It's no use yelling. Everyone's inside. No one will hear you, so you might as well relax and enjoy it." He finally managed to get her pants off, throwing them away from them. He was still holding her wrists and now he pinned her legs with his knees. His free hand that was roaming her body finally made it down to her underwear. "Why are you doing this?" she asked, still struggling futilely. "I'm sure any other girl in there would jump at the chance to have sex with you." "You're right, and they have," he informed her with an evil grin. "In fact, you're the only girl in the whole school I haven't fucked. So, naturally I have to maintain my record." "You're disgusting!" "Thanks," he said dryly. "Now shut up! You're ruining the moment." Before she could respond he stuffed her bra in her mouth as a makeshift gag. He went back to sucking on her boobs while his fingers continued to violate her cunt. "Damn! You are really tight! Wait, are you actually a virgin?" he asked incredulously. She couldn't believe he had guessed so easily, though, she wasn't really one for masturbation so it probably wasn't too hard. Brad saw the look on her face and took it as confirmation. "Wow, how old are you? 18? 19? And still a virgin? Well it looks like I'm just going to have to fix that for you." She couldn't believe this was happening. He was even more of a pig than she thought and she had realized it too late. She had to admit that there really wasn't anything she could do, Brad was so much stronger than her that she didn't have a hope of getting away so, she stopped struggling. He still only had two fingers in her pussy because she was so tight. "Oh, so you're starting to like it now? I told you, you would. No one can resist me." She glared at him, but he ignored her. "I guess that means I can give you more then. I need to loosen you up before you can take my cock." At this he rammed a third finger in her and she cried out in pain, but it was muffled by her bra. As he pumped her cunt he said, "You like that, don't you? Does your pussy want more?" With that he started to put a fourth finger in, but he was met with resistance. He continued to press all four fingers in until he got up to his knuckles. Then he took them out and shoved them back in, making El cry out again. As he fingered her he went back to sucking on her breast, twirling her nipples with his tongue, making them hard. "Look how turned on you are, you can't say you don't like this, you slut. Your pussy's dripping wet, you fucking love this! Does you're cunt want me inside it? Well?" Brad asked. Then, realizing she was still gagged he added, "If I take out the gag will you promise to talk only when spoken to?" El glared at him refusing to give in completely. "If you don't then I leave the gag in and I fist you. If you thought four fingers was painful, wait until my whole fist is in there." Her eyes widened. "So, I take that as a yes, you promise to behave?" She paused, but slowly, she nodded. "Good," he smiled, taking out the gag. He took his fingers out of her cunt and brought them to her lips. "You want to see how you taste? Open up!" She started to shake her head, but when he started making his hand into a fist she opened her mouth. He shoved his fingers in her mouth and told her to suck. "No, suck them like you would a nice fat cock." While she continued to clean her juices off his fingers he let go of her wrists, knowing she would do anything he told her to, in order to pull out his dick. El had never seen an actual cock before, but she knew that his was huge. It was only about 8 inches long, but it had to be over 2 inches thick. "Do you like it?" he asked when he saw her eyes go to it. "You're not so bad with that pretty little mouth of yours. You don't want my cock in your pussy do you? You want this baby in your mouth," he grinned evilly. She shook her head violently, but Brad ignored her and dragged her off the bench onto her knees, shoving his massive dick where his fingers just were. El immediately started to choke on it, but he wouldn't let up. He twisted his fingers in her hair and started to pump his cock into her mouth, going deeper and deeper with each thrust. He was surprised at how quickly he got hilt deep. "Not much of a gag reflex, you are a little slut aren't you? Now that I've got you used to me I want the best damn blow job I've ever had or you know what will happen." Knowing she had no choice, El started to do what she thought might be good cock sucking techniques. She was surprised at how easily it seemed to come to her and she was a little of afraid of it at the same time. She hoped that if she could make him cum than he wouldn't take her virginity, she knew that it wasn't likely, but she couldn't help, but hope. This made her try everything she could think, making him moan loudly. As she bobbed her head up and down, sucking as hard as she could he said, "Damn girl, you really don't want me to fist you. Too bad cos it would have been fun." After another few minutes he gave a small cry and exploded in her mouth. His cum was dripping down her chin and she was about to spit out what was in her mouth when he yelled at her, "Don't you dare! You better swallow every last drop of that and then you can suck me clean." She complied, knowing she had no choice. To her utter horror, as she was cleaning his softening cock, it suddenly started to get hard again. "I don't think I've ever recovered that quick before," he observed. "I might have to keep you around for the casual fuck." He saw her eyes widen and he laughed at her terrified expression. "Oh and to seal the deal," he said as he pulled out a camera and took a picture of his dick in her mouth. She was about to protest, but before she could he rammed his cock as far down her throat as possible and he laughed as she choked. "I want you to beg me to fuck you," Brad told her. "I want you to beg for it like you can't live without my cock buried in your pussy." "No!" she whispered fiercely. She would handle him taking advantage of her, but she refused to give in and ask for it. She was surprised that he didn't yell at her for refusing, instead he ripped her underwear off and to her surprise, instead of fucking her, he lowered his mouth to her cunt and started eating her out. El had never felt anything like this before and she couldn't help being incredibly turned on by it, it felt so good and Brad really knew what he was doing. Before long she was moaning in pleasure despite her efforts to be unresponsive. It was only a few minutes before she could feel her mounting orgasm. She was almost there when suddenly, he stopped. Her eyes flew open to see him grinning evilly at her. "I'm sorry did you want me to continue?" he asked. El had to bite her lip so that she didn't respond. So, this time Brad reattached his lips to her boobs sucking almost viciously while rubbing his erect cock agains her cunt. She was moaning again in no time and she could no longer control what came out of her mouth. "Please," she whispered, "fuck me." "I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you," Brad said, trying to hide his triumphant smile. "Fuck me!" El yelled as Brad started working a finger slowly on her clit. "I want your cock inside me! I want you to fuck my brains out." She tried to tell herself that she was saying it just so that he wouldn't fist her and that he would finish with her, but she knew that she there was a part of her that was enjoying it and she hated that part of her. Without any warning at all Brad had thrust deep inside her making El cry out in pain. "You didn't think I would be gentle did you?" he asked laughing at her. "Especially not after you were so uncooperative." He pumped in and out of her so fast that she immediately felt raw and tears started making their way down her face. Brad didn't seem to care since he just continued at the same pace, thoroughly enjoying himself. It wasn't long before he pulled out and forced her to take his cum in her mouth, making her choke. After El finished cleaning his cock he bent down and whispered in her ear, "I enjoyed this, honestly," Brad smiled evilly at her. "I really am sad that I didn't get to fist you, it would have been fun." Brad put his pants back on and started to walk away before he turned back and added, "Maybe next I will." He winked and left her naked with her torn clothing scattered around her. New Girl In Town B's party was just about over. Chuck Bass was leading the mysterious new girl up to his personal suite in the Palace Hotel. Flicking her long blonde mermaid hair in his face as they hurried to the elevator, the new girl couldn't believe what was about to happen for the second time. Her name was Raina. She'd moved to the Upper East Side from Canada with her billionaire technologically savvy father and her buisness tycoon mother about a month earlier. Used to being the queen bee, R felt she needed to get in with the it crowd. Finding, B, little J and S was the easy part, and knowing how they worked made getting in that much easier. She grew close to S as they were in a lot of the same courses at Brown. An added bonus was the boys they hung out with. N was hot and R could only hope he wasn't loyal to B... or at least that he wouldn't be for long. Lucky for her however, C was always ready and rearing to go. A girl has needs you know. Blair's masked ball was the biggest event of the season. Due to Raina's new status, she got a last minute invite. Her earthy gown and intricate mask made her look a million times better than B, S, or little J ever could, and because Nate was simply admiring from afar with a clear longing in his eyes to fuck her infront of everyone on the dancefloor, Chuck decided to take full advantage of his best friends lack of action. "may I have this dance?" C asked bowing lowly. The pointy nose of his devil's mask nearly touching the floor. "Ofcourse," R replied gladly falling into a waltz frame. "I must say, you're costume is extremely suited to your true self Bass." She smirked. "Witty banter. I must say, your dress makes you look as intriguing as a mermaid. Like a siren louring my ship into the rocks for my ultimate doom." "Well then plug your ears. We don't want you straying too far from all the fresh meat twirling around the dance floor." "The only fresh meat I see is you. I have the urge to rip your dress off and fuck you right here." "Classy, so does Nate. It's written all over his face. If he wants me, he knows he can come and get me right? He looks miserable over there with her." "He is. But he's all tied up which means I've got you all to my self." "Mmm, tied up sounds really good right now Bass," Raina purred as she pressed her body close to his, " real good.." "How would you like to take a little break from this party? In my personal suite perhaps? It's done now. Blair's happy, we're smashed and ..." "And I'm fucking horny. I'd like to take you up on that. Now." "Mmm. Finally a girl with her priorities in order." R led C across the dancefloor to the elevator and pressed the button. Unable to wait, she ran with her hair flowing behind her. Her long blonde mermaid hair flicking his face as she turned back to giggle at him. In the elevator, she shoved him against the wall and kissed him with passion. All the way up to his suite. Everytime he tried to take off her mask or dress she'd slap his hand away. When the elevator opened he led her down the hall and into his suite. "Wow, this place is awesome..." R slurred in awe. "Champagne my love?" Chuck had already made his way over to the bar and had two glasses ready. "Not yet. First let me find your bedroom. But don't come in. I'm feeling playful." "I bet you are." Chuck seated himself on a bar stool and began mixing himself a scotch. Raina wandered around his room and through his drawers looking for the slut costumes she knew he had. She had success with the bottom right of the bordior. Raina wanted to play nurse so out came the little white dress, white fishnets and visor. She even lucked out by finding a pair of red pumps. She tore off her dress and mask and threw them on the dresser. She slipped her costume on over her elizebethan lingerie and went out to C. "Mr. Bass?" Chuck looked up from his glass and his jaw dropped. R was leaning against the doorway with her arm above her head and her leg on the frame. She was a vision. "I'd like to see you now." Without taking his eyes off of her he followed her into the bedroom. "Now tell me, Mr. Bass, what seems to be the problem?" She sat him on the bed as she pulled a chair up beside him. Crossing one leg over the other and throwing them over one arm of the chair. "Well doctor, I seem to be having some trouble... controlling myself." He smirked. "Cumming too early shooter?" She giggled back. "No as in, when I see a beautiful woman I just want to reach out and..." he reached for her breasts. "No touching Mr.Bass. Not until I say so. Let me run some tests. " She got up from the chair and walked to the center of the room facing away from C. She then proceeded to spread her legs, bend over and touch the ground. "How does this make you feel?" "I want to shove my face in your snatch." "I see," She walked close to him and with her hands on his knees leaned in so that her breasts were in his face. He licked them. "Mr.Bass, one more time and you're out do you understand?" "Yes Nurse." "Good. Now, what if I did this?" She layed down on her back and spread her legs as far apart as they could go and moaned. "Oh fuck Raina." "Listen Chuck, we play by my rules or not at all. Got it? I can easily walk out of here like this and go fuck Nate infront of Blair. Fuck, Blair can join if she wants, she's probably really tight. So listen, I'm Nurse not Raina and I'm going to come get you now. Don't touch me or I'm leaving." She crawled over to Chuck and pulled his shirt off. She kissed him long and hard with lots of tongue, then took him by the scarf and through him into the chair. She took the scarf from around his neck and tied his hands behind his back. R straddled C and began grinding herself against his hard cock. She made out with him and gropped his chest. She undid his belt and took off his pants. She then ripped her nurse dress open and through it on the ground. She couldn't keep her lips away from his for long. She then tore open her corset bra thing and moaned as Chuck sucked on her hard nipples. She stood up and wiggled out of her panties, revealing a clean pussy that was wet with heat. She faced away from C and bent over shaking her ass in his face. He licked at her snatch but she was too far for him to really go at it. Just a few licks here and there. "How excited are you Mr. Bass?" "So excited." "You've been very good Mr. Bass" "But I'm a bad boy." "I'm going to diagnos you with a good fuck, but first let me prep you for the procedure." She kneeled down infront of him and pulled off his underwear. His cock sprang to action after being released from it's cotton jail. R grabbed his cock and began to pump it. She lifted it and licked from his balls to the tip. She then pumped as she sucked on his balls. C was loving this too much. R was perfect. R was now sucking his throbbing cock, taking it as far into her mouth as she could go. She was gagging all over it and C couldn't get enough. Suddenly with his balls being massaged and his dick down Raina's throat he came. He couldn't stop himself, his cock began to soften. Then as he felt her swallowing his load, he became instantly hard. "Perfect. You taste so good Mr. Bass. I think it's time for your diagnosis to begin." She removed the scarf from around his hands. As soon as his hands were free, he picked R up, threw her on the bed and grabbed a condom from his night stand. "You can't use that. I want to feel your jizz in my hot cunt. I want you to eat it when we're done." R moaned., "Oh god." C threw the condom over his shoulder and pinned R on the bed. He kissed her and made his way down her body, stopping to suckle her nipples and tickle her inner thighs. He spread her pussy wide and flicked her clit with his tongue. She moaned loudly as he kissed, sucked, licked and finger fucked her tight wet snatch. Finally he climbed back on top of her and slid slowly into her. R cried out in ecstacy as C began pumping inside of her. Slow and fast, playing with her nipples as he rode. But R had another idea. She threw C down on the bed and climbed ontop of him. Riding him hard and fast he took her to her orgasm. Her pussy clenched, and her body spazzemed. She let out gutteral cries. Chuck couldn't hold it any longer, he threw her back down on the bed and fucked her brains out until he came. Grunting and sweating like a mad man, Chuck spurted his seed deep inside of R. "Oh god yes, Chuck. Mmmm squirt your hot cum inside my tight pussy. Mmmm yeah." "Oh fuck Raina." Chuck pulled out to view his work of art. Raina pushed his cum out of her slowly and stuck her fingers down there to catch it before putting it in her mouth. "Mmm Chuck you taste so good. Have some. It's the final part of your diagnosis." Chuck went down between her legs and began to lap up his seed. He was suprised to find that it wasn't that bad. When he was finished, Chuck looked up at Raina's flushed cheeks. He couldn't tell if it was from the sex or all the alcohol she'd consumed. Whatever was the cause, he could get used to looking at that face every morning. "I'll be back," said Raina as she left the room. "Amazing..." mummbled Chuck as he lay back on the sheets. Raina returned with the bottle of champagne and two glasses. "I thought we could use these." She said as she filled the glasses. "Let's get some fresh air," Chuck offered motioning to the balcony. What C really meant was, lets smoke a joint. They went out onto the balcony overlooking Centeral Park without clothes. Just champagne glasses and a spliff in hand. Chuck lit up and they passed it back and forth not talking for a while. "Do you think Blair will ever learn?" R asked C. "Learn what?" "That Nate doesn't want her. He wants anything but her. He'd take trashy me over her." "You are NOT trash Raina. You are the most beautiful girl in the world." "I can still be trash, regardless of how I look Chuck..." She looked at him with her big glazed eyes and Chuck couldn't help but feel something for her. "Raina, I um, I need to tell you something. I think I love-" "Woah, should have taken the clothes all over the floor for a hint huh?" Nate had walked out onto the balcony. "Do you like what you see?" Raina asked him, raising her glass above her head and twirling around. Turning her back on Chuck and whatever he was about to say. "I love it," whispered Nate reaching out to cup her face in his hand. He pulled her close and kissed her deeply. "If only you knew what I wanted to do to you. I just want to take you on a real date, take you home and fuck you. I just want to hang out with you and not feel like I'm sneaking out of house arrest. I love you Raina. Not Blair. I love you." "I love you too," she choked out between tears. Chuck looked at his love and his best friend and began to wonder if anything would ever change. He would always be the booty call.